Olivia Newton-John). During the winter after Grease, when their "Y.M.C.A." hit #1 on the pop charts, he kept asking me "Why don't you like them? They're gay, aren't they? Like ABBA?"
That's the problem. They weren't about being gay, they were about innuendo.
During the 1970s, the old stereotype of the gay man as a mincing, lisping queen received some competition from the stereotype of the Castro Clone: slim, hairy, with a Tom Selleck moustache, a lumberjack shirt, and tight jeans. The Castro Clone had three passions: disco, drugs, and sex, and he partook of vast quantities of all of them. So they were pure ids rather than prissy superegos. It caught on, and even today, students tell me that "Gay men can't control their sex drive" about as often as "Gay men think they're women."
Only The Indian (Felipe Rose) was gay in real life, and even he gave interviews with teen magazines talking about the kind of girls he liked.
They were all straight pretending to be gay, or rather hinting that they might be gay (except the Indian, who was gay pretending to be straight hinting that he might be gay).
The lyrics to their songs seemed perfectly innocent and uplifting.
"In the Navy": Can't you see we need a hand, come and join your fellow man.
"Y.M.C.A.": They have everything for young men to enjoy, you can hang out with all the boys
But the fun for listeners was in realizing that the lyrics could be read as dirty, feeling marvelously knowledgeable about the nasty, decadent world of the Castro Clone.
I didn't find it fun.
Steve Guttenberg (who starred in The Chicken Chronicles) as record producer Jack Morel, who wears incredibly tight pants as he roller-discos through life.
Bruce Jenner (now Caitlin Jenner) as Ron White, his business partner and apparently his boyfriend.
Or rather, everyone is gay. The fun is in seeing how open they could get without actually having to admit that they are aware that gay people exist.
See also: Culture Club.